Pick-me-ups are going to get me through this week. “Oh, you can depend on me / Over and over… I’ll be fine / ‘cause you’re a friend of mine.”
I miss the Whitney to whom I can attribute my earliest memory: Singing “The Greatest Love of All” from start to finish in the backyard, using the garden hose as a mic, and rushing inside afterward, knowing that my mom would be proud of me. I bought the new CD tonight once my paycheck went through, and it made me really sad. A delayed reaction, but still.
I <3 Dionne, too.
